Thursday, February 9, 2012

Hold Your Head Up

*Sigh*

I'm bored. Bored I tell ya. Bored, bored, BORED.

I came home with a pizza to share with my roommate after work today. He wasn't home. I checked the mail and found a bill. I ate my share of the pizza in my room flipping through the channel guide to find something to watch

There's nothing on TV. My Iphone sits on its charger staring blankly at me. The DVD player waits expectantly for my latest Redbox pick. Books from the library are piled on my bureau. No one to chat with on Facebook.

I guess I'm just waitin' to go to bed so I can get up and do it again. The sun rises. The sun sets. The tides do it too.

The same ol' same ol'.

*Sigh*

Bored I said.

Just another plain old ordinary day. Yup.

*Sigh* *Blink, blink*

Well, but, wait.

There's magic in ordinary days. Isn't there? Isn't there magic in the sun coming up every day? (Ok. You know I don't mean sorcerers and witches and spells and such, right?) Think just for a minute about the moon giving us the tides. Or the millions of years it has taken to give us Mount Everest. Think about the breeze that caresses your cheek on a beautiful fall day.

Isn't there magic in the feeling you get when you know your partner is right next to you. I know I felt a bit of magic watching a father holding hands with his son as he taught him all about watching for cars while navigating the big big parking lot. I wanted to stop them and remind the dad to hold on to more than his son's hand. Hold on to how he feels roght now. The love and pride he was feeling is enough magic to last a life time.

Maybe I picked the wrong word with magic. Every time in type the word magic all I can think of is David Copperfield or Harry Houdini. I mean there are tricks and illusions. Things we don't know the explanation for. Or even if we do know the explanation we don't know the why or the how.

It's like me studying computers. I learned all sorts of things. Backwards compatibility. Where memory resides in RAM. All sorts of things. Still though when I sit at a computer I don't know why 0's and 1's do my bidding and make words appear on the screen. Even though I've taken them apart and put 'em together I just don't know why it works like it does.

One of my favorite lines from anything ever would be from Dylan Thomas' A Child's Christmas in Wales. He's explaining to hs grandson what Christmas used to be like when he was a kid and some of the presents he had gotten.

"And pictureless books in which small boys, though warned with quotations not to,
would skate on Farmer Giles' pond and did and drowned; and books that told me
everything about the wasp, except why."

We can know everything about everything and still not know why. I guess that's where magic lies for me. The fact that we live in such a world as this. That for as long as I live there will always be things to amaze me.

Geez. Feeling kind of frustrated right this minute. I don't think this is coming together the way I originally wanted it to. The whole point I was going to make is that there's magic in you and around you too.

Every day way face the choice to either keep our heads down and go about our life like nothing else matters. Like there isn't a whole world spinning under our feet. Like there aren't things all around to amaze us. Baffle us. Make our hearts break. Confirm our faith in one another.

So hold your head up. There is no one on this planet like you. There is no one who sees the world the way you do. There is no one who can affect the world like you can. See the magic in ordinary days.

I know. I'm disappointed too. I've kinda forced this post and I feel it shows. We'll see how it goes next time.